NOEMA

Noéma (Thoughts)
Twinkle twinkle little stars
The birds kept flying
Where our faith lies behind bars
On a long jailed term we went buying
As the little truth gathered spat farce.

There she gathered her thoughts to trade
A bounty ideas brought as offering
A bound of love in heart came to our aid
As joy of logs set for burnt offering,
Where could the smiles mines fades?

In our thoughts the cemetery doors are closed forever
Whiles the death souls keeps lingering
And her baby keeps shivering the fever
A phantom manifestation we keep clinging
The overflow of our tears exceeding our laughter.

Noéma by Jcsonjenuis